Jars, according to MSN's health doctor:
It could be due to a problem like an infection, local trauma to the nipple or a benign growth in the milk ducts. However, with any breast changes it is most important to exclude breast cancer.
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Jars, according to MSN's health doctor:
It could be due to a problem like an infection, local trauma to the nipple or a benign growth in the milk ducts. However, with any breast changes it is most important to exclude breast cancer.
This problem can be caused by irritation from your bra, mild infection, heat rash, that sort of thing. But ouch! I've had this from time to time. I'd get it looked at if you can't trace the cause. Because ouch!
on xpost, if you have been sick for the last few days it could be infection related. If so it should get better as you do.
t font="overwifing" Please don't. Please call your doctor, tomorrow. It's probably nothing, but if is something worrisome, you cannot count on the symptom being continual. Your breasts have been really reactive to the bcp, so it's probably just some weird, hormonal whammy, but I think you should call your doctor, tomorrow. If it's nothing, you can come back and mock and laugh and have a good time. If it's not nothing, you're taking care of it right away.
Your breasts have been really reactive to the bcp
Ah, I didn't know that part. I can't stand hormones at all. Sore breasts were the least of the problem. See the doctor.
Hm, okay. Perhaps it would be wisest to get it checked. I just always feel like a hypochondriac going to the doctor, even if there is definitely something wrong with me.
I am SUCH A FUCKING IDIOT!
So, in an effort to follow the butcher's directions, I set the timer for 30 minutes to roast at the beginning at 450 degrees.
The timer went off, and I reset it for the remaining time. I NEVER TURNED DOWN THE OVEN. I HAVE NO DRIPPINGS FOR THE YORKSHIRE PUDDING!!!!!!!
I'm a fucking idiot.
Sweetie? I say with love and affection--perspective. Perspective, love. You're not an idiot. It's not a big deal.
Since I don't know how important the ddrippings are to the pudding, would it help to go out and buy a gravy mix, vw? And you're not an idiot! You made a mistake, everyone does.
So cook the yorkshire puddings in oil or butter. Yorkshire puddings are freaking delish no matter how you cook them. Also - so very much not a big deal - it's not like you accidentally left the dog in the oven. That would make you a fucking idiot. This? People won't even notice.
Jars, here's ~ma for, no matter what the problem is, they figure it out really quickly, and most importantly, accurately the first time - none of that Dr.-being-wayyy-wrong-the-first-four-guesses-House for you. Even if he is hawt while doing so.
Happy Mother's Day, Bitches!
Seconded. And I would like to extend my hearty thanks for all the smart people who aren't letting the stupid people completely take over the world by out-breeding us.